Finding Mirabai
She broke the rules, she was seen in the company of men, she was called promiscuous, accused of defiling her families honour, transgresses moral and social norms [ibid]. She was radical, but she was true to herself. Continue reading Finding Mirabai
Wee Wanker Barks A Lot And Other Learnings From My Rookie Year as A Chihuahua Mom
So, apparently lil’P ‘doesn’t like her lilac sweater. Ms picky pup maybe thinks it’s too girly for her? Anywho, basically, she just kept walking out of it whenever she got a chance, I’d turn around and there she’d left it on the ground in her wake… naked and fancy-free. I guess she prefers this plaid one I bought on sale end of last winter that … Continue reading Wee Wanker Barks A Lot And Other Learnings From My Rookie Year as A Chihuahua Mom
Delusions And Deflections Of A Loser
Whilst counting the days till the Don is gone, and all his goons, I watch the great and the good, the poor and the wealthy, the intellectuals and the couch potato politicians spar on whether the commander of chaos and cons followers {marks} are redeemable. Standing back watching as this all transpires down yonder in the land of my birth, watching them more at odds, … Continue reading Delusions And Deflections Of A Loser
capturing
nostalgic pathwaysfor days only beige and brownautumn reminds me Continue reading capturing
a few lines written today whilst remembering his grey
you come to things walking paths you used to know looking aroundI foundno secrets in the shadowsso far, far awaynow you come to thingsrenewedin your mindlurking behindtheir eyesthat can not hidelooking back at youa face you remembernow different, somehowreflectivelost in yesterday’s fearsthat once upon a time place so, you come to thingsways of looking at myselfanewfrom deep insidewhere the monsters used to hideand stare them … Continue reading a few lines written today whilst remembering his grey
The And
He’d buried himself in deep, like a tick. He trapped me with his kindness, for washing my mouldy dishes that had sat in the kitchen for… I do not honestly know how long. Continue reading The And
The Man Who Divides, Love And Shame, Horror And Blame, Father And Daughter, Be Gone
No, my father is no precious heirloom, that man. But, I do love him, he is my dad, and one day this will all be over, behind us, and we can talk of other things, again, without this elephant in the room. Continue reading The Man Who Divides, Love And Shame, Horror And Blame, Father And Daughter, Be Gone
To The Coves And Back Again
Suggestions On Plying The Social Media Waters In A Time Of Chaos Agents
This chaotic dark world of injustice and corruption at the highest levels of government, the volumes of words and events, that barrage of information will overwhelm you, so don’t let it. Continue reading Suggestions On Plying The Social Media Waters In A Time Of Chaos Agents
Conspiracies Born Of Faery Farts Are Catnip For The Right-Wing Extremist
Pics in my Twitter feed this morning of Anti-maskers marching in Montreal yesterday, that bastion of European chic, infiltrated with Trump 2020 signs advocating for more of the meth lab mentality infesting our southern border. United States has gone insane, like a car crash in slow motion, and those of us on the outside view it all in a transfixed helpless horror, as that vile … Continue reading Conspiracies Born Of Faery Farts Are Catnip For The Right-Wing Extremist
Mercy For The Devil
Turning from the obsessions that lead one astray, tempted by the dark nature within us all, desires that have the power, sometimes, to even stain our heart, our spirit, our soul. Can we become selfless? Buddhism would say so, but the path in our modern hi-strung world is a difficult one. Now, binging on a series called Once Upon A Time, these fabled heroes of … Continue reading Mercy For The Devil
About How I Really Want To Make This Dystopian Reality Just Another Cheesy Sci-Fi Fantasy Again
So I broke down and subscribed to Netflix again, after I guess a couple of years. I just got bored with all the glitzy ditzy Hollywood plotlines. Not to say that was all they offer, and I remember I did enjoy it, at first. But it wained, as the content that interests me is often thin on the ground on mainstream ‘TV’. Though, certainly mom, … Continue reading About How I Really Want To Make This Dystopian Reality Just Another Cheesy Sci-Fi Fantasy Again
Summer Mornings At The Coves
“The most predominant feature of the sub-watershed, The Coves Ponds, were formed by an abandoned oxbow of the Thames River. Sedimentation from adjacent ravines and infilling by adjacent landowners have now created 3 distinct ponds; the East, West, and South Ponds. “ “The Cove ponds were described by the early explorers to this area in 1796. They are documented in the journals of Major Littlehale, who … Continue reading Summer Mornings At The Coves
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